At the break of dawn, the sky was silent and vast.
The school rooftop was as clear and transparent as glass.
Their lips parted.
The morning sun was just rising from the line where the sea met the sky. The first ray of dawn shot through the space between Ye Feng and Mei's lips, shining brightly as it reflected in Kiana's eyes.
"——!!"
Shock!
Like a gopher, Kiana hastily ducked back, hiding against the wall behind the door. Her back was pressed flat against the wall, her heart pounding.
Just now... did that dog bastard Ye Feng look over here?
Was I discovered?
Immediately, Kiana clenched her fists in frustration.
Wait, why am I hiding?
What do I have to be afraid of!
Cuddling on the rooftop first thing in the morning... they're the ones who should be ashamed! They're the ones who shouldn't be seen in public!!
Ah, not including Mei, of course.
Mei was definitely deceived by that dog scoundrel Ye Feng.
Grabbing the edge of the doorframe, Kiana quietly peeked her head out again.
Phew, that was close. It must have been my imagination. They don't seem to have noticed me.
Then, Kiana fell silent.
Because she had never seen Mei with that expression before, an expression of someone completely immersed in happiness.
She was practically sparkling!
So dazzling!
Kiana was stunned.
Could I make Mei wear such a happy expression?
Why...
Why did it have to be him? That dog scoundrel Ye Feng!
Kiana had always thought that only she could bring Mei happiness.
She was the one who came first!
Whether it was meeting Mei or entering this world, Kiana was first in everything.
Without realizing it, Kiana's fists hardened.
Her azure pupils grew resentful.
Because right now, she could only watch from a dark corner. She didn't even have the courage to rush forward and question them. She couldn't do anything.
That's right, what standing did Kiana have?
Kiana was neither Mei's lover nor Ye Feng's wife. She couldn't even be considered the "aggrieved party."
This was probably the bittersweet taste of youth.
Hazy, immature, interwoven with sweat, tears, and... other fluids.
Kiana still didn't step forward, because she knew that if it were that dog bastard Ye Feng, he would definitely say, "You've come at just the right time."
She had no desire to please Ye Feng.
Kiana was a knight of the Kaslana family, one who upheld a noble character, not some man's plaything.
It was just Mei... she was definitely being kept in the dark. Kiana secretly vowed that she would find a chance to make Mei see the true face of that dog scoundrel Ye Feng!
Kiana turned and left, not taking a single cloud with her.
From the corner of his eye, Ye Feng watched Kiana's retreating figure and thought it was a pity.
What a perfect opportunity for the three of them to be honest with each other, to continue Brother Cheng's battle on this rooftop.
But right now, Ye Feng needed to cool down.
After having thoroughly unleashed all sorts of desires on Miss Pink Elf, he was now a little interested in "pure romance."
After all, life wasn't just about the sordid coupling before him; there was also poetry and the distant horizon.
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...
"Master Jingliu, it's been a long time. This disciple has missed you dearly."
The moment Jingliu "woke up," she was once again pressed against a wall, forced into a standing split.
The crystal high-heeled shoe dangling from the tip of her foot swayed along with her ice-blue hair... and a smile hung on the lips of that wicked disciple of hers.
Calling him a wicked disciple wasn't quite right.
Jingliu had never acknowledged Ye Feng as her disciple.
"Then what is our relationship now?"
Ye Feng pinched Master Jingliu's smooth, snow-white chin. Her cherry lips, glistening with moisture, looked all the more succulent and tempting.
"..."
Jingliu was as cold and clear as the moon. She didn't answer, instead changing the subject:
"I saw the dragon maiden. And I spoke with her for a while."
"No wonder Master looks to be in such a good mood."
Ye Feng knew she was asking about Baiheng.
Last time, Ye Feng had vaguely mentioned that in order for an NPC from the outside world to appear here, it might require "contact" with a related person or matter.
Of course, that was just a guess.
After all, the Xianzhou was vast. The number of Xianzhou natives Jingliu had come into contact with during this period was not small.
But only Qingque had come here.
So...
"She's already appeared."
Jingliu's pupils widened abruptly. "What—?"
"Baiheng's NPC has already appeared."
"Really?"
For the first time, a tremor appeared in Jingliu's expression.
Ye Feng just smiled without a word, asking instead:
"Master, you once said that you would teach your sword to anyone who wished to learn. Does that offer still stand?"
"You want to learn swordsmanship?"
Jingliu didn't believe Ye Feng genuinely wanted to learn. He was probably thinking of some new trick.
But she remained patient.
"I just want to learn another skill."
"Fine."
Jingliu turned her head away and said coldly, "Get out first."
"Oh, alright. I will obey Master's decree."
Ye Feng took a deep breath and quickened his pace.
"??!"
Jingliu was stunned, an angry roar rising in her heart.
You bastard! That's not the "get out" I meant!
A few minutes later, Ye Feng released Jingliu and said with a serious and solemn expression:
"Master, you understand me. A man's greatest skill lies in his control over time."
Jingliu coldly wiped the sweat from between her thighs with a tissue, then threw it like a dagger, landing it precisely in the trash can by the door.
"What has that got to do with me? If you feel you're too quick, go see a physician."
"Pfft."
Ye Feng couldn't help but laugh.
Jingliu frowned, looking at Ye Feng coldly. "What's so funny?"
"Ah, I just never thought Master would actually mock me. It truly makes me happy."
"?"
Happy?
"Don't misunderstand. Although being gently teased by a big sister like you seems nice once in a while, I'm not a masochist. It's just..."
Ye Feng smiled and didn't elaborate.
In the past, when Jingliu faced him, she was basically speechless.
As cold as the winter moon sitting in a frosty sky.
But now, she would take the initiative to speak to him.
Even if it was mockery, it could be considered "breaking the ice."
"Just what?"
"Nothing," Ye Feng said with a smile.
Jingliu's expression turned cold. "Fine. It's not like I care anyway."
Ye Feng and Jingliu were alone in the classroom.
Ye Feng suddenly turned around, walked quietly to the classroom door, and carefully locked it from the inside. Then he went to the window and briskly drew the curtains, shutting out the hustle and bustle and the light from the outside world.
The classroom instantly became dim and private, and a subtle tension filled the air.
"What are you doing?"
Ye Feng said, confused, "Learning swordsmanship from Master, of course."
"Let me see Baiheng first."
"Ah, that's fine too."
Ye Feng clicked [Invite].
Sure enough, a moment later, a white-haired fox-girl ran into the classroom.
Jingliu looked at the familiar figure, a hundred emotions welling up in her heart. Watching her walk over, Jingliu reached out a hand, but her old friend passed right by her, running straight into Ye Feng's embrace...